DOWN THE ROAD

Down the road I have been

I have been on the street where prostitution and crime is at peak

I have been in midst of villages in tribal war, not peace

I have hide underneath the rocks from rebels

I am a fugitive from a family whom bears hatred and greed

I have been jailed in prison fighting for what I believe in

I have starved in the jungle at the hands of the captives

I have been cast out of the community for defying the faults of the gods

I have lost my possession to the men of the underworld

I have been forsaken by brethren I thought believed in God's words

I have been betrayed by my brothers and sisters

I have been shot at and chased by the enemies

At night the demon seek my soul that's hidden in God's closet

I have been left on the wilderness to die for decade

But the spirit within me can't be weighed down

The world can never take away my dignity and pride

When I found myself down the road, I get back on my feet whenever I fall

For every man got to know I carry in me a vessel

Destined for greatness to achieve in full

©Akan Udofia E. 2014